dancing To the rocking bands I have seen you do the pop And the moving change You will never be the same When your eyes meet mine I'll be ready to show
the fuckin' beat Like Wookies and Harrison did it Rooky be handlin' his business Rottin' your fuckin' brain like the box that you're starin' in The unescapable, unexplainable, band
sneakin' with the deacon Cat's away while the mice will play L-O-L, smiley face, have a nice day 'Cause pop, pop, pop, there goes my rubber band So
in the beats of wisdom existance Cross the Land, cause the band Hits the fans, watch them all SLAM the jam Illegal beats , frisk him Find not a pop thing
You know, I'm fly as the sky Fly like a birdy, fly like a birdy Fly like a Poster child to the pop trunk, I pop it up and let it bang I'm show ya how
. tryna show me I'm his Number one investment. he kno what I like. stay on your job type. I'll pop if you can pop like you got rubber bands we like [
I like my jewelry, thats always on gold I know the storm is comin my pockets keep tellin me its gonna shower Call up my homies thats home Then pop in
man And since then they've never looked back You, lads, welcome to the Club B I've seen you on telly With your long hair and pimples (Pop, pop) We
listener of 'Pop Go the Beatles,'" good lad, "and, please, tell the boys that all the girls in our office think it is a fab show. Thank you." Brian
a fresh hairstyle just to win, house on da hill [Incomprehensible] equipped with 22 inch wheels Take trips to Maui, to close deals I'm so real, notice a cop dat pop a female I'm so ill, showed
floor With the friend I had before Grabbing at straws So the holes don't slow me down Coming up next The lizard and the [tights/text] Showing me
We're the Beta Band and we're nice and clean We're always polite and hardly ever mean Times have changed, we used to be smelly We lived in a squat 'til
club, Remy, Rose when you're all ready say go, okay everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop
hear it So don't steal my youth cause I'm still young in spirit That belly blows up, it's gonna be trouble Imma have to play like a pin and come pop that
naw-naw I'ma need two So I can show these bitch niggaz, what a gangsta can do (All I need is two mics), naw-naw I'ma need three So I can show these bitch
shoot it back, chrome band, bitch Niggas what you doing with that? Take 'em back, make 'em pop a bunch of pills Make a bitch eat it, tryin' to show that
Freddy P Te hit man of the band, y'all know how I'm doing it now, shit I'm in and out them magazines back to the TV shows Attendin' business meetings